Well, now she was not only labeled as a black fan by her own fans, but also kicked out of the group chat, and successfully entered the fan blacklist.
Her situation was probably the only one in the entire entertainment industry, right?
"Forget it, although I was kicked out by the fans, my goal has been achieved anyway."
Yao Bianliang settled down.
After the test just now, it was obvious that the group owner "Xiaoyu Don't Eat Fish" was the initiator and organizer of the fundraising activity.
@Xiaoyu Don't Eat Fish had the right to speak among fans, and as long as she contacted her, she should be able to convey her thoughts to those fans through her.
Now that the trumpet had been blocked, now it was time for the main account to play.
Yao Bianliang switched back to the main account and sent a private chat message to @Xiaoyu Don't Eat Fish.
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On the other side, the group leader Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, looking angrily at the chat history of the fan group.
As a freshman in college, Xiaoyu had been in the fan circle for several years.
In the past few years, she had fancied many celebrities and climbed many walls.
It was just that, maybe she was too unlucky in the past few years, several of her walls had collapsed.
At this time, Xiaoyu discovered Yao Bianliang in the variety show.
Yao Bianliang was different from everyone in the entertainment industry, and unique, especially after watching Cheng Liuhui's interview video, Xiaoyu rekindled her enthusiasm for star chasing.
Now, she started to focus on Yao Bianliang, and she hadn't paid attention to the previous walls for a long time.
"It's disgusting," she murmured to herself, "Nowadays, the sunspots really don't have a lower limit at all. Taking advantage of our fund-raising activities, they sneak into the fan base and make trouble."
While thinking, Xiaoyu touched the screen hard with her finger, as if she could vent her anger by doing so.
"ding dong"
The phone vibrated suddenly, and then, a small red dot appeared in the private message column.
Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, then narrowed her eyes.
At this point in time, someone suddenly sent her a private message. Could it be that hateful black fan who made a comeback and registered a new account to find her?
Xiaoyu had been in the fan circle for many years and was very experienced in such things.
She immediately rolled up her sleeves, ready to start sparring with the other party.
However, when she clicked on the private message column, the imaginary message from the trumpet did not appear.
There was a golden official certification logo, lying quietly on the message board.
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